[ video -> voice | un: keith ]

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[The video was brief, kind of like that moment when you activated the camera on your phone and forgot it was in selfie mode. The omni shook and rotated, leaving the viewer with a dizzying array of scenery that was kind of blurry and hard to make out. It was dark, though, like the person broadcasting was in a closed room with no lights on.

As the video shifted, glimpses of a person could be seen. A hand... the fingernails-turned-claws bitten down short as if trying to cover the transformation... a burn scar on the right side of a face... dark, almost black, hair with a purple tint, long-ish, shaggy looking, a thin white streak with a extremely slight violet hue to it near the left temple... pale skin... deep cobalt eyes that looked exhausted with dark tired bruises underneath from lack of sleep...]

Shit-...

[And the video was gone. It was just voice now, Keith's voice, but raspier than usual, worn sounding, loaded with regret and guilt and just... sad.]

I um... [He was hesitant. Unsure.] I wanted to... apologize. [His tone faltered, like he was searching for words, having trouble forming them and getting them out.] I... I did a lot of stuff last month. Just um... Yeah. The Reckoning took care of it.

But... if you still want... you know. Fine. I understand. I won't stop you.

[And then the feed shut off.]

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[Keith nodded.]

Yeah. [He rubbed his face, taking a heavy breath, but not pulling away just yet.] I know. [He'd been through the grief cycle a few times in his life already. Having the guilt tossed in was what got him this time. But he knew that would start to fade a bit, too, especially as he started to work on making amends... or, at least, trying to. He knew that someone might not be so open to it. But he was willing to try.

Though, he was starting to feel a little less like offering himself up as a sacrifice to alleviate someone's sense of vengeance. That was a small improvement.

That was when the server came back with Vira-Lorr's order. The smell of the food hit him hard, and his stomach suddenly reminded him it existed... kind of loudly.]

[onerthes]

[The food was set down and she grinned up at the server gratefully. As it was laid before them, she looked across to wink at Keith, reaching up and tapping at her chin before digging in.]

Time helps, but I also find that a little bit of food in the stomach also helps some. It makes things feel normal. The simplest of things can help, wouldn't you agree?

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Yeah. I guess I'm hungry after all.

[He actually did give a weak chuckle at that. So, he managed to eat. And Vira-Lorr wasn't wrong. Keith definitely started to feel a little more normal with food in his stomach. It was a good distraction to focus on that, focus on getting a drink now that they actually had food to make sure things didn't go too badly, just... trying to feel normal.]

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Exactly.

[And honestly, sometimes the simplest solutions were the best. It was easier to face the difficult times in life on a full stomach with the companionship of a friend, after all. Or at least that was Vira-Lorr's cunning plan in htis entire endeavor, and it seemed to be working like a charm.]

(OOC: If you want, we can handwave this one, unless you have something you want to make sure to cover here.)

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I think this is a good spot to call it. ^_^